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dream
05:20
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[Kim]
Look before you leap, okay?
Do you read me?
May all your dreams come true
He's standing by the door
He's got something in his hands
All the money's gone
All the money's gone
The days we spend, go on and on
Shift
Fucking youth
Working youth
May all your dreams come true
A lot of people suffer
From impotence
All the money's gone
The days we spend go on and on
Fucking youth
Working youth
Fucking youth
Working youth
Fucking youth
Fucking youth
Working youth
[Lee]
You slept
Did I drift?
Do I dream?
Do you read me?
I'm not speaking
Do you read me?
I dream
I dream
Sound today are you sound today
are you sound today?
Sound today are you sound today
are you sound today?
Today
These things don't happen
automatically
I dream
Edith moves each step
Fucking youth
The days we spent go on and on
I dream
Do you read me?
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2. |
Right
04:38
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So you think your schooling's phoney
I guess it's hard not to agree
You say it all depends on money
And who is in your family tree
Right, you're bloody well right
you know you got a right to say
Right, you're bloody well right
you know you got a right to say
Ha-ha you're bloody well right
you know you're right to say
Yeah-yeah you're bloody well right
you know you're right to say
Me, I don't care anyway!
Write your problems down in detail
Take them to a higher place
You've had your cry - no, I should say wail
In the meantime hush your face
Right, quite right, you're bloody well right...
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3. |
Warm
06:12
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(music)
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Omega
08:47
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(music)
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InterZone
04:32
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I walked through the city limits,
Someone talked me in to do it,
Attracted by some force within it,
Had to close my eyes to get close to it,
Around a corner where a prophet lay,
Saw the place where she'd a room to stay,
A wire fence where the children played.
Saw the bed where the body lay,
And I was looking for a friend of mine.
And I had no time to waste.
Yeah, looking for some friends of mine.
The cars screeched hear the sound on dust,
Heard a noise just a car outside,
Metallic blue turned red with rust,
Pulled in close by the building's side,
In a group all forgotten youth,
Had to think, collect my senses now,
Are turned on to a knife edged view.
Find some places where my friends don't know,
And I was looking for a friend of mine.
And I had no time to waste.
Yeah, looking for some friends of mine.
Down the dark streets, the houses looked the same,
Getting darker now, faces look the same,
And I walked round and round.
No stomach, torn apart,
Nail me to a train,
Had to think again,
Trying to find a clue, trying to find a way to get out!
Trying to move away, had to move away and keep out.
Four, twelve windows, ten in a row,
Behind a wall, well I looked down low,
The lights shined like a neon show,
Inserted deep felt a warmer glow,
No place to stop, no place to go,
No time to lose, had to keep on going,
I guessed they died some time ago.
I guessed they died some time ago.
And I was looking for a friend of mine.
And I had no time to waste.
Yeah, looking for some friends of mine.
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Metal Shadow
07:30
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(music)
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7. |
Funkit
07:34
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I'll you thing
And place you face in stone
Upon the hill of stars
And gripped in the arms of the changeless madman
we'll dance our lives away
You talk about day
I'm talking about nighttime
You talk about day
I'm talking about nighttime
You talk about day
I'm talking about nighttime
You dance with your lizard leather boots on
And pull the strings that change the faces of man
You're a diamond browed hag
You're a gutter gaunt gangster
You talk about day
I'm talking about nighttime
You gotta look fine
Be primed for dancing
You're gonna trip and glide
Your diamond hands will be stacked with roses
I call you thing and place you face in stone
Upon the hill of stars and gripped in the arms of
the changeless madman
We'll dance our lives away
You talk about day
I'm talking about nighttime
You talk about day
I'm talking about nighttime
You talk about day
I'm talking about nighttime
You are my night
Put my dogs to fright
I wanna be your friend
I wanna call you I wanna ball you all night long
The city's shaking I ain't faking baby
This is the end
I'm overloaded my head's exploded
I wanna to get you and then
Come on honey let's bless our luck
A little prayer for you to suck
Here comes mommy with her Tommy gun
Open wounds just make her croon
Double up on some margarine
lick your baby and we got fun
Me I funk but I don't care
I ain't square with my cork screw hair
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